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Unknwn Aug 2021
I haven't wrìtten anything for the past years
Maybe cos things have been picking up?
Like all efforts are taking effect?
Like it mattered
I mattered


But then...
I'm back
I think it mattered,
Like this feeling should be noted down
And that you mattered


You were something...
A coincidence that I never knew would exist
A plan that was for just a week or 2
The consistency that I was afraid I might not be able to give.
The kind of attention that I'm not able to share other than my work


I haven't written anything for the past years
Maybe cos I havent met you yet
Seems like destiny was still trying to catch our attention
Tracing our path taken
Telling us that this time around we will both matter
Unknwn Aug 2021
I get the feeling why everyone wanted this.
It is an addictive drug that one would miss.
A definite excuse to be someone you're not.
A mere excuse to really be out of your comfort.
It is really something that everyone really longs for.
It has been and always will be.

I have not really thought on how I ended up with the feeling.
A soothing, calming and uneasy ecstacy that's cripping in.
I may be falling.
It's addictive.
It's comforting.
It's something.



I may be falling and I'm trying to fall further into the pit.
Unknwn Nov 2018
"Are you happy?"

How do I equate that?

Do I include;
contentment?
faith?
pain?
belongingness?
peace of mind?


or even Love?

Ugh. I guess.

"Yes, I am."

I still don't know what equates it but for everyone's satisfaction, "I am happy".
Unknwn Sep 2018
In this vast horizon.
It is you, among all creations who were able to efface this bitterness,
this melancholy
and this longing.

In this limited time.
It is you, among all creations who tamed the roaring buzz,
the clashing mind
and the raging past.


It is you.



It was you.



In a lifetime.
It was you whom I thought would be the one.


It was you of all creations.
Unknwn Jul 2015
The thought of death,
and how every story ends.
Unknwn Mar 2015
"You paint these walls to erase my pen,
The **** house poet strikes again"
Unknwn Feb 2015
It's Single Awareness Day.
S.A.D no valentines for me.
**** XD happy valentines day :)
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